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Little Naoma
She was only a little girl,
That came to us one day,
With just a little flaxen curl,
But she had to come to stay.
She brought us sunshine and much joy
This little helpless girl
Could God have given a better toy
We watched the bud unfurl.
Till one day we could see quite plain
A woman not a child.
Was truly God’s plan
And we were reconciled.
And may she still his plan unfold
In all life’s changing scenes,
Till God’s full story has been told
And she is safe with him.